day 10 - kiss on the lips (Newtina)
It’s a year and two months the next time they see each other, a vastly different anticipation from the letters and photos she had been receiving. The sight of Newt passing through customs, looking around for something, then visibly brightening when he sees her causes an elation she hasn’t felt since being chosen as an auror.
“Hello, Tina,” Newt says, and his voice is that same gentle tone, perhaps a little excited, too.
“Hi, Newt,” Tina replies, unable to help a smile.
Newt also smiles in response and she unconsciously glances down where it spreads his lips. A year can be a long time to regret doing or not doing something in a moment that passed, and it oddly builds courage to prepare for the next opportunity.
Well, not that Tina has been constantly thinking about the day they parted with uncertainties, but they've explored possibilities through these long-distance correspondences and she’d rather not regret a second time.
And it seems the same for Newt, she realizes when she looks up again, his mouth firmed in determination.
They simultaneously draw towards each other, and it's a gentle press for a fraction of a second yet it feels much longer before Tina opens her eyes again. Newt's freckles are doing their best to blend in with the rest of his pink skin and she’s certain she’s the same state.
For all the thinking that she has done, she never thought about how it would be afterwards, and the next minute is awkward shuffling and avoiding eye contact.
Clearing her throat, Tina suggests they should get going and Newt agrees with a stutter.